Monthly Archive: October 2017

Come away, O human child To the waters and the wild With a faery, hand in hand For the world’s more full of weeping than you can understand.   WB Yeats   I heard running…a door open…a door slam; slam so hard my small wooden home shook. I waited…silence…an eerie deathly silence. I walked towards […]

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‘Good advice is like a tight glove; it fits some circumstances and it does not fit others.’   ‘Israel? Do you have a death wish?’ I tried explaining. ‘My story must be authentic…have feeling, be believable. It’s a writer’s golden rule.’ She didn’t get it. She offered advice, wanted or unwanted. ‘My advice, stay at […]

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‘Don’t cry because it’s over, smile because it happened.’   They shared a park bench. He smiled…said hello…silence. He searched his pockets…found some coins, slid up the bench. ‘Is this enough for a smile?’ Three gold coins lay in his palm. She looked up, her lips pulled tight ready to spew forth a litany of […]

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‘When I toss pebbles in a puddle, she throws boulders in the ocean!’   I say I visited Rome. She says, ‘I met with the Pope.’ I say…we stayed in Florence…near Rialto Bridge. She says, I stayed in a villa with a chef, housekeeper, views across the Tuscan hills. I ask, ‘What do you know […]

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Outside a kookaburra laughed heartily. Today was her day. She recalled his proposal. Sweet and beautiful…they were meant for each other. Her dress hung on the door…lace and satin…her dream dress. She spent the morning perfecting her makeup. Finished, she felt that special glow of all brides. Time to dress…something new…la perla underwear, something blue…a […]

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